Do you love your work even when it’s difficult, when you’re in the middle of the dip, when there is no one watching, when there is no financial incentives or end in sight?
Do you believe that your work loves you?
Do you believe it is possible for your work to love you despite the hardships?
Let’s be clear, art is work.
Creativity has a price. But is it a sufferfest? Does it seek to destroy us?
I don’t believe that in order to be a great artist you need to be immersed in the dark in order to discover the light. Too many great artist have left us too soon because of this false notion.
What we need is to welcome the work—not run away from it. Just because it’s difficult doesn’t mean our craft is out to get us.